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[***]

[CROWD CHEERING]

And now,
ladies and gentlemen,

prepare yourself for the match
you've all been waiting for.

RING ANNOUNCER:
Tonight's main event,

the Royal Reptile Rumble!

Thank you.

Thank you.

[AUDIENCE CHEERING]

Tonight, fighting out
of blue corner,

at a fearsome 6 feet,
240 pounds,

the dreaded Python!

[AUDIENCE CHEERING]

[AUDIENCE BOOING]

MALE AUDIENCE 1:
Come on!

And in the red corner standing
at a towering 6'4",

weighing in at a monstrous
265 pounds...

Will there be anything else
Mr. Broddick?

RING ANNOUNCER:
Two hundred
and sixty five pounds...

A box of Raisinets.

You will love him, the Boa!

[AUDIENCE CHEERING]

[AUDIENCE CHEERING]

Yeah!

REFEREE :
Boa, I want a good clean fight.

No licking, biting or eating.

[BELL DINGING]

[***]

What was that for?

Fun. We are here
to celebrate, aren't we?

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Hold on to that thought.

Broddick.

RAMON [OVER THE PHONE]:
It's Ramon.

Who?

It's Ramon.

Ah, Ramon.
Como estas, mi amigo?

So, what's the ETA
on our guest

from Southeast Asia?

RAMON:
It's loaded. We're leaving.

I knew I could count on you.

Call me if you have
any problems, will you?

Just remember this delivery
is COD.

And a more reasonable
compensation

will be awaiting you

and your associates
upon your arrival.

Good.

Patronizing prick.

Stupid cunt.

Did you tell the hack
I said hi?

Believe it or not,
the hack has our package,

and it's en route
as we speak.

You still haven't told me
what the package is.

Well, no, it wouldn't be much
of a surprise

if I told you now, would it?

All right, let's move out.

[***]

[BEEPING]

[THUDDING]

MAN:
We have a problem here.

[GROWLING]

It's awake.

RAMON:
All right, Almanzo,
pull it over.

[AUDIENCE CHEERING]

I said Raisinets.

[GROWLING]

[GROWLING CONTINUES]

What the fuck?

So it's awake.

It's been shot up
with 2000 cc's of tranq.

It's awake now.

[SNARLING]

[AUDIENCE CHEERING]

I don't think it's supposed
to do that if it's sleeping.

No, it's not.

This is supposed
to be your job.

MAN:
You're gonna open it?

You are.
Hit the blue button.

But...
The blue button.

Is that thing awake?

The blue button
only opens the side panel,

just enough room to help
give this thing sweet dreams

for the rest of the trip.
Blue button.

PYTHON GROWLS
AND MAN SCREAMS]

[WHIMPERING]

[GROWLING]

Come on! Come on!

[SCREAMING]

[BEEPING INCREASING]

[AUDIENCE CHEERING]

Boy! Come!
These are $500 seats!

We're the ones who are paying
for the view here!

Get back in your yard
and play.

[GUNFIRE]

[MEN GRUNTING]

[GROWLING]

Ooh.

What are you doing?

What do you think
we brought this for?

Can you see those bullets
doing anything?

Well, this will.

[BEEPING]

MAN 1:
Where's the dynamite?

It's right--
It's right here.

[BELL DINGING]

Yeah!

[AUDIENCE CHEERING]

[AUDIENCE CONTINUE
CHEERING]

Whoo!
Yeah!

BRODDICK:
Yes!

Woo-hoo!

EVE:
Ow!

BRODDICK:
Yeah!

[***]

[HISSING]

[GASPS]

EVE:
Broddick!

[REPORTER INDISTINCTLY SPEAKING
FROM THE TV]

BRODDICK:
Run out of hot water?

No!

I just got attacked
by a fucking anaconda in there.

Lucky for you, the bite
of a common garter snake

is non-lethal.

You shit.

You know I hate snakes.

Hence, I was merely trying
to condition you

for this weekend's hunt.

You're kidding me.

That's what Ramon flew in
from overseas, a snake?

Not just a snake, baby.

This one is a real monster.

And it's all ours.

Unless, of course,
you're too afraid.

In which case,
the boys and I

are going to have
all the fun.

I said that I hated snakes.

I never said
I was afraid of them.

That's my girl.

[***]

[SQUEAKING]

Ooh.

Where were we?

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

[SIGHS]

Talk to me, Ramon.

WOMAN [ON PHONE]:
This is Clover Trucking.
You leased our trucks.

Is there a problem?

We haven't heard
from the drivers,

and they aren't answering
our pages.

Why the hell not?

I don't know, sir.

But I can connect you
to the shift supervisor.

They've lost the trucks.

Told you Ramon was a hack.

Fat fuck!

Do you realize how much money
I spent for this weekend?

The gentlemen I invited
are extremely wealthy

and extremely
well-connected.

They're flying out here
for the sole purpose

of hunting a giant snake.

What am I supposed
to do now?

Offer them
an Easter egg hunt?

MAN [OVER THE TV]:
...rural Pennsylvania.
According to local police,

the two vehicles
and the remains of five bodies

were found by state police
earlier this morning.

County officials have yet
to determine whether the...

Do you want me
to call the boys

and tell them
the hunt is off?

No.

Just tell them
we're simply rescheduling

the dates and location.

The contents
of the vehicles...

Sources tell us
of huge crates

filled
with high-yield explosives,

automatic weapons

and what appears
to be a gigantic pet cage.

For this reporter,

we may be in the beginning
of an appearance by al Qaeda

in the middle of the heartland
of middle America.

For Channel 15, Action News,
I'm Kent Humphries.

And we're out.

"Inaction News"
is more like it.

Al Qaeda?

It looks more
like a big car wreck.

That's why you are
where you are

and I am where I am, Louis.

Really?

I thought maybe it was
because I am the cameraman

and you are the reporter,
Kent.

[Chuckles]

That's us.

Start rolling.

Rolling, rolling, rolling.

Kent Humphries, Channel 15,

Action News.

So is the government
officially deeming this

an accident,
a multiple homicide

or possibly an al Qaeda
terrorist operation?

Al Qaeda?

Yes.
I wouldn't know.

I just got here.
Oh, certainly,

this is an interesting position
to be in, Agent...

Sharpe.
Now if you don't mind.

Is the government willing
to say anything

about the interior
of the vehicle.

What was inside?

Or about the men, who they were
and what they were doing?

And any possible connection
to any al Qaeda

terrorist operation?

I wouldn't know.
I just got here.

So there you ha-- So--

So there you have it,
ladies and gentlemen.

You heard it here first
on Channel 15, Action News.

A possible terrorist operation
foiled.

Five men
in the prime of their lives,

struck down
in this senseless tragedy.

What were their names?
What were they doing?

Why were they here?
Kent Humphries, Action News.

All right, everybody roll.

Are you getting the two
broken front?

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

[***]

Outstanding.

KOZNETOVA:
Agent Sharpe,
what do you think of this?

Do we tag this
as body number six?

SHARPE:
It's what's left of bodies
two, three, four and five.

[***]

What's that?

Scale. Found it in the case.

That's a big scale.

It's a big case.

[***]

What is that?

I thought you shut off
number six.

Yeah. I did.

What the hell?

Aah!

Carl! Carl!

[GROWLING]

Carl! Carl!

[GROWLING]

[CARL SCREAMING]

Carl! Carl!

[SCREAMING]

[GROWLING
AND CARL CONTINUES SCREAMING]

[CARL GROANING]

[GROWLING]

Agent Sharpe! Agent Sharpe!

[SIREN WAILING]

Would you mind putting
my evidence back, deputy?

Oh, sorry.

I found this
in the back of the truck.

Deputy, where exactly
does that lead?

One of the access tunnels

to the Philadelphia water
treatment plant.

Thank you, deputy.

SHARPE:
Maybe you should clean up.

You got a piece of liver
on your chin.

Right. Maybe I should.

Looks like it's some sort
of tranquilizer dart.

But for what?

I'm not sure yet.
But whatever it is, it woke up.

Agent Sharpe,

I just got a call
from the treatment plant.

Apparently,
they were just attacked.

Attacked by what?
They said a giant snake.

Call the plant back.

Tell them
I want this entrance sealed,

all main lines
connected to it turned off,

the facility itself
evacuated.

I understand you right,
are you asking me

to have them turn off
the only major source of water

for this half of the state?

I'm ordering, deputy,
not asking.

Agent Sharpe,
I don't mind telling you

that people in this state
get a little upset

when their toilets don't flush
and the sinks are dry.

I see.

We'll need maps and diagrams

of every aqueduct,
pipe and tunnel,

all ways leading in and out
of that system.

If that thing's down there,

and I'm not about
to let it back out,

at least not until we can call
in some serious firepower.

So call in
two reserve units.

Get the highway patrol
to lock off

all traffic within
a 5-mile radius.

And then I want
everything we've got

on the Larson project.

That was a CIA project
gone bad.

A couple of big snakes
they got loose in Russia

and then wiped out
the entire team. Yes.

Just get me the file.
Right.

And get me Monica Bonds.

[***]

* I'm not the one
To sit around *

* And say I'm sorry

* Apologies
That is not me *

WOMAN 1:
So where you guys from?

* Believe in yourself
Take care of your health *

* That's what
They tell me *

WOMAN 1:
Oh, it's nice.

No, I don't work out.

WOMAN 2:
Hey, guys.

MAN 1:
So where you guys going again?

All right.
Yeah, I'll catch up with you.

Two minutes isn't bad,
but I can beat it.

Tyler here's half fish.

* Laughing out loud
Wait for your friends *

* And if you want me

Oh, yeah?

WOMAN 2:
Look at that guy.

I bet I can take him.

I don't think so, cupcake.

I got 50 bucks
that says I can.

Okay. I'll take that action.
MAN: Make that two.

This is gonna be sweet, man.

Tyler was in Navy SEAL school,
before he got discharged.

Really? I've done a little
Navy ordnance

and minesweeping myself.

You searched for mines?
Yep.

With Navy divers?
Nope. Dolphins.

[GIRLS CHEERING]

[ALL INDISTINCTLY YELLING]

* I will wait
By the phone *

[ALL CHEERING]

* If I...
By myself *

* I will wait
By the phone *

Two minutes, 40 seconds,
people!

Two minutes, 40 seconds,

[ALL CHEERING]

* I'm not the one
To sit around *

* And say I'm sorry

[ALL CHEERING]

* Believe in yourself
Take care of your health *

* That's what
They tell me *

* I'll never forget you

[***]

[ALL CHEERING]

[ALL CONTINUE CHEERING]

* You know
I can make it all right *

* If I tell you...

Come on, buddy. Speak to me.
Are you all right, bro?

Come on, bro. Wake up.

Here, let me. I know CPR.
Listen, lady, I don't know

what you did to him down there,
but just stay back.

You all right?
You okay?

There you go. You all right?

Did I win?

Heh. Bro,
you got spanked by a chick.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Oh.

Mm-hm. Mm-hm.

Mm-hm. Thank you.

MAN:
Monica Bonds?

Who's asking?

MAN:
Agent Sharpe wants to see you.

There's a car waiting
for you outside

to take you to the airport.

SHARPE:
How are things
at the institute?

Great.

We got three new dolphins
coming in next month.

Working hard
and making some real progress.

I can see that.

I didn't exactly have time to
put a full ensemble together.

I appreciate you coming
on such short notice, Monica.

With you, Alan,
it's always short notice.

So, what are we doing way
out here in the backcountry?

Your boys told me
to pack for Philadelphia.

How well does your equipment
work out of the water?

Why do I suddenly get
the feeling

you're about to ask me
to just hand over

for four years of research?
No questions asked.

Haven't exactly had a chance
to field-test it

out of the water yet,
but the sensor pads

were designed
for wet or dry applications.

It should work fine.

Well, you're about
to get your field test,

compliments of Uncle Sam.

[***]

MONICA:
What kind of doctor is he?

Dr. Emmett is one
of the world's

leading herpetologists.

That's kind of creepy.

You haven't even met
the man.

In my book, people who play
with snakes are creepy.

It's locked.
Maybe there's another entrance.

Emmett?

He's probably got the whole
crazy, bug-eyed,

Christopher Lloyd,

Jeff Goldblum mad scientist
thing going on.

Pasty skin,
doesn't see the sun much.

Definitely has social
interaction issues.

Agent Sharpe?

[GASPS]

Yeah. No.

He's...

Alan Sharpe,
Federal Bureau of Investigation.

And this is Monica Bonds

with the Miami
Aquatic Research Institute.

Hi.

Nice to meet you.

Please come in.

Thank you.

[***]

[ALARM BUZZING]

Impressive lab.

It used to be.

I'm sort of working out
of pocket for the moment.

The place requires
constant funding.

I know the feeling.

Doesn't it bother you
in the least

working with these things?

I mean,
one bite and you're history.

EMMETT:
Snakes are like
other creatures.

Respect them,
and they'll respect you.

You have to know
what you're doing,

especially
with the poisonous kind,

like the one
you're tapping there.

[SNAKE HISSING]

I understand you've grown
a rather large snake here

on the premises.

EMMETT:
She's a constrictor,

a Scarlet Queen boa.

May we see her?

Mm.

[ALARM BUZZING]

[***]

Follow me.

[COMPUTER WHIRRING]

You need all this
for a snake?

You might wanna stay close.

[***]

It's a little smaller
than I imagined.

Well, this isn't Betty.

This is Betty's lunch.

You feed snakes to snakes?

I inject the food snakes
with a dose of venom extract,

which is then digested
by the Scarlet boa.

Won't that kill her?

Absorbed
into her bloodstream

before she knows
they're there.

Her system then works
to create an antibody

which I can then harvest.

Betty is the largest
constrictor on the reserve,

probably the largest
Scarlet boa on the planet.

And she produces a vast amount
of antibody for my research.

You're creating
an antivenom.

Trying to, anyway.

SHARPE:
It's all interesting,

but hardly the reason
I came.

Where's the boa?

[CHUCKLES]

Well, she's standing on him.

Shit!

Aah!

[GROWLS]

[CHUCKLES]

Outstanding.

[GROWLS]

This is big.

And big is nice.

Well, color me
officially curious.

Assuming we didn't come
all the way out here

just to see
some gigantic snake,

I'm dying to know
what kind of situation

could possibly require the use
of his boa and my implants.

Doctor Emmett, how well
would your boa perform

in an uncontrolled
environment?

Well, I wouldn't know.

She's the first of her kind
to be born and raised

entirely in captivity.

Would she hunt?

Absolutely. Snakes,
no matter how they're raised,

they'll have the instinct
to hunt. A matter of survival.

In that case,

I'd like to use your boa
to help me find this.

[***]

Here comes the party.

[***]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[***]

My good friend Tex
from Lubbock.

[***]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Mr. Foley,
our military's greatest sniper.

[***]

BRODDICK:
Try not to stare so hard, Eve.

[***]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

Mr. Danner and--
His son James.

[***]

Wife took the truck.

Good old family get together.

[GASPS]

I thought
there was one more.

There is.

[***]

Littlefield,
master huntsman.

[***]

[***]

Gentlemen, glad to see

you all could make it
to our little safari.

BRODDICK:
I apologize once again

for the last minute change
in venue.

Luckily, rearranging
one's travel plans

becomes a lot easier

when one has access
to their own jet.

A series
of unfortunate events

has somewhat complicated

the hunt I promised
to deliver to you.

However, being that I am a man
of my word,

I've decided to do
one better.

That's why I'm going
to deliver you to the hunt.

Babe,
would you do the honors?

I'm sorry. Would anyone
else care for a drink?

We are fully stocked here,
so choose your poison.

An ashtray and a beer.

Make it two.
I'll have a Sprite, please.

You know, can I have
a cold one too, actually?

Uh-huh.

And for you, Mr. Foley?

Surprise me.

Since this is my first time

hunting
this particular predator,

I thought it only fitting

that I invite down
those associates

who would truly appreciate
the experience.

And I assure you

this is a once in a lifetime,
gentlemen.

An experience that will truly
separate the men

from the beasts.

We are hunting

one of the most cunning
predators on this planet.

We are the knights

that are going to slay
the dragon.

Now, if you take a look
inside the expedition dossiers

my beautiful associate Eve
has prepared,

you'll see
I've taken the liberty

of mapping out a few routes.

We will be landing
outside Philadelphia

in approximately two hours.

At which point,
we shall be...

Eyes on your own paper.

BRODDICK:
...at 7 a.m. sharp.

So you're telling us
that this thing

is on the loose

and that you are going
to find it?

Exactly.

The only thing that you need

to concern yourselves with,
gentlemen,

is your aim

and how you like your snake.

Belt, boot or wallet.

Well, in that case,

gentlemen, ma'am,
to the hunt.

To the hunt.

Hunt.

[***]

SHARPE:
So the Philadelphia water
treatment plant

won't let me go after
this python

by spraying poisons
or chemicals

near the water supply.

I'm not about to send
armed men blindly down there

just so they can become
snake bait.

But with your expertise
and boa and your equipment,

I believe
we can successfully locate

and eliminate that python.

MONICA:
So using my implants,
we can track the boa

as it tracks the python
and see every move she makes?

Exactly.

Let me get this straight.

You want to attach that
to my boa

and use it to hunt down
the python

that this belongs to?
Congratulations.

That's the stupidest idea
I've ever heard.

Is it? The Navy trains
seals and dolphins

to sweep for mines.

The Army uses dogs
for security

and tactical engagement.

It's a hell of a leap
from dogs and dolphins

to wild reptiles.

Well, it's not as great a leap
as you think.

The CIA has been conducting
extensive tests

on the potential combat
and covert ops applications

concerning specimens
such as yours.

Why doesn't the CIA use
its own specimens?

Because their point man
on the project

was forced to take
an unfortunate leave of absence

during a mission in Russia.

The project's dead.

So we're the best you got,
huh?

Yes.

EMMETT:
Then I guess the question

is whether that stuff's
actually gonna work.

I've been successfully
using the implants

on bottlenose dolphins
for months.

With the digital microcam,
audio sensors,

and GPS monitor
in this unit,

we can practically monitor
your boa's every move.

And I've called in
military reinforcement

to back up our operation.

Hmm. Well, most snakes
are territorial,

especially
the big constrictors.

Your point being?

Take two scorpions,
put them in a shoebox,

they're both gonna wanna own
that box.

They'll fight
till one of them dies.

Okay, so your boa
will attack that python?

If she picks up the scent,

yeah, she'll attack,
theoretically.

Then what?
After the boa's done her job,

she'll be returned
to the lab.

After she's been immobilized,
of course.

Immobilized how?

That you're gonna have
to let me look into.

We better get a move on.

It's almost dark,
and, unlike most snakes,

the constrictors
are corpuscular.

Heh. Sorry, I must've skipped
biology class that day.

Means they're active
mostly at dusk and dawn.

Your python
probably already figured

its way out of the tunnel.

Impossible.
I've got three teams

working in conjunction
with local authorities,

shutting off every pipeline and
tunnel in and out of the area.

Agent Sharpe, judging
by the size of that scale,

we're talking about an 80-
to 100-foot reticulated python.

If it wants out,
it's getting out.

[BANGING]

[***]

[GROWLING]

[GROWLING]

[GROWLING]

[***]

[ROCK MUSIC
PLAYING FROM SPEAKER]

[THUDDING]

What was that?

What?

No, I heard something.

All right. Touch my car again,
and I'll kick your ass.

Yeah.

No, no, no, wait.

Wait.

Just relax.
Let Lester take over.

Who?
Lester.

You know, uh...

You named your dick Lester?

Well, not me, no.
Actually Candace did.

One night we were kind of--
Agh. Okay. No.

Total mood killer.

You know, I liked it better

when it was just you
and me and Lester.

* Give me some direction

Mm.

Mm.

Aah!

Mm.

Brian, don't stop.

[GNARLING]

Ah. Oh!

Oh. Oh.

Give it to me, Brian.

Aah!

[***]

[***]

Okay, good.

Keep me posted.

[WHIRRING]

[***]

Tracking's good.

SHARPE:
Is that the immobilizer?

EMMETT:
Stun spike.

Hit the remote,
she gets 80,000 volts.

Should knock her out.

Can she survive
that voltage?

You just worry about her
surviving your equipment.

We're only surgically
attaching the contacts

and sensor pads.

She won't even know
they're there.

I promise.

All right.

[***]

How's she doing?

Her heart rate's not where it
should be. Breathing's shallow.

Implanting that equipment
took a lot out of her.

She lost a lot of blood.

Is there anything we can do?

Just wait and see.

Workers at a local
water treatment plant

just a few miles from here
were killed today

in what government officials
are deeming an "accident."

But it is the opinion
of this reporter

that there is something
more pungent

than the fetid smell
of stale humidity

in the air tonight,

and that's the stench
of government half-truths.

In a time when
lies can cause war

and wars create deception,

we need something more
than facts.

We need something more
than government stories

about "accidents."

We need the truth.

This is Kent Humphries,
Channel 15, Action News.

Hmm...

Wanna take it again?
Why? Weren't you rolling?

Yes. It's just that...

I thought you were...

It was a little, you know...

Big.

A little much.

Hard-hitting journalism
is always "big."

That's what real news is,
Louis,

sensationalism
in its purest state.

Well, Kent, I'm not sure
how this "routine" works.

I am creating my own signature
journalistic style, Louis.

Dan Rather
has a signature style.

Walter Cronkite
had a signature style.

But "this" makes you look
like a schmuck.

Heh. Really?

Well, you know something,
Louis?

You are frigging fired.

Not again.
As of now.

Kent, you can't fire me.

I can this time.
You've crossed the line.

[CELL PHONE BEEPING]

No reception?

What the hell do I pay
these idiots $200 a month for?

Two hundred dollars?

Maybe you should get
a better plan.

You know what? I'm gonna keep
walking until I find a signal.

And then I'm calling
Jack Donner

down at the station,

and I'm gonna have you
fired, Louis.

Do you understand me?

Kent, go on.
I'm just trying to help you

be a better reporter.

KENT:
Your next gig
will be cable access, Louis.

Besides, Jack hates you
much more than I do.

[***]

[CELL PHONE BEEPING]

Yeah. Kent Humphries
for Jack Donner, please.

Hello?

[CELL PHONE BEEPS]

Goddamn it!

[RUSTLING AND GROWLING]

Louis?

[***]

No!

So did you finally get
a signal?

Here you go.
Thanks.

So tell me more
about your antivenom.

Well, it's a universal
antivenom, hopefully.

See, most are created

to counteract the toxins
of a specific species.

So consequently,
a large number of victims

die needlessly every year

simply because
they can't help identify

the snake that bit them.

The situation's much worse
in Africa and South America,

regions
with large concentrations

of poisonous snakes, but which
lack the financial means

to have the antivenoms
on hand.

Seems like someone
would have to have

some pretty strong
personal reasons

to devote their life
to such a cause like that.

Heh. Well, if I can help
save one life,

it'd be worth it, right?

[BEEPING FROM MONITOR
INCREASING]

[MOANING]

Metabolics are way up.

Vitals match and holding.
She's coming back.

SHARPE:
Cops just found
what was left of a couple

of necking teenagers
in their car.

We also got word
about a missing news reporter.

You were right.
The python got out.

How much longer
is this gonna take?

We're done
with the procedure--

Let's get this show
on the road.

She's recovering.

She hasn't gotten used
to the equipment yet.

Look, at this point,
I'd settle for her

just finding the python.
We'll take care of the rest.

Oh, and by take care of
you mean kill.

That was pretty much
the plan, yeah.

EMMETT:
It's attitudes like yours,

why people are so scared
of snakes.

Instead of trying to understand
them and study them,

They beat them with a stick,
fill them full of bullets.

I don't have time to stand here
and argue reptile rights

with you, doctor.

In case you haven't been
paying attention,

that thing
is killing people.

How do I know
that your grunts

aren't gonna shoot Betty
as well as the python?

I'm running short on options
and patience!

If you've got another solution
in mind,

I suggest you offer it.

Instead of shooting to kill,
use this.

Megaketamine.
It's an animal tranquilizer.

It'll save the life
of the python and my boa.

We don't even have to use
the stun spike.

I've got two of these
in the lab.

Give them
two or three doses of this,

they'll sleep for hours.

You were the one that said
the CIA was interested

in studying giant snakes,
Alan.

I'd imagine
they wouldn't mind

their own guinea pig
to play with.

All right.

We'll make every effort
to capture this thing alive.

But if it comes down
to a choice

between saving human lives
and saving that snake,

I'm siding
with my own species.

[***]

Now, this is a beautiful day
to hunt and kill something.

Easy there, good friend.

First,
let's check out the scenery.

[***]

SHARPE:
Open it up.

All right, driver.

Hold for my signal.

Okay, quick review.

Those tunnels down there
go on for miles.

We could spend
the next 12 hours

trying to find where that thing
went topside.

All we can do
is deploy your boa

and hope it picks up
on the python's trail.

Agent Sharpe,
you're gonna love this.

Trucking company gave us a name
on those vehicles.

Broddick. Broddick.

Founder and sole owner
of Broddick Casinos

and notorious
big game hunter.

Notorious, indeed.

[***]

Lock and load, boys.
We're in python country.

Fish and Game Department
has got a file on this guy.

He sponsors weekend
hunting parties

for rich gun nuts
with nothing better to do

than shoot wild game
in controlled conditions.

That's his python
down there.

MONICA:
Well, that at least answers
the question

of who'd be dumb enough
to let a giant python

out of its cage.

Let's hope two wrongs
do make a right.

Strike force team stand by
until I give the all clear.

Ready to kick some ass, sir.

Outstanding.

Open her up!

[BEEPING FROM MONITOR]

Talk to me, doc.
What's she doing?

I don't know. It's gotta be
a reaction to those implants.

Sensors are picking up elevated
cardio and metabolic rates.

I never should've
let you talk me into this.

Me? Look, my equipment
is perfectly safe.

Your equipment
is killing her.

[ROARS]

There she goes.

Heh. Microcam and audio plugs
are up.

We're broadcasting
full picture and sound.

GPS puts her out about...

Four hundred feet
ahead of us.

We can see everything
she does.

Congratulations, Monica.

I couldn't have done it
without the doctor's help...

And Betty's.

Heh. Your equipment
is incredible.

Uh, well, the equipment--
The--

Audiovisual thermal
retrieval unit.

Yeah, that.

Thanks, Doc.

SHARPE:
All right, enough patting
each other on the back here.

Pack your gear and let's get
ready to track this python.

Let's move out.

[***]

Clear!

[MONITOR BEEPING]

Boa's about a hundred yards
ahead of us.

All right, let's move out.

Maintain a minimal distance
of 50 yards at all times.

Remember,
the name of the game here

is control and containment.

Shoot only if you have to.

We wanna take this python
alive.

Seal us in!

She's moving faster
and breaking off to the west.

Your boa seems to be doing
her job.

Her job? If the scent's
out there, she'll find it.

Shit!
We just lost the link.

Hold up!

MONICA:
I'm not getting a visual.

SHARPE:
Where did your snake go, doc?

Not sure. She could've picked
up the scent already, unless...

Yeah, this...

This general area

is under where it attacked
the teenagers and the reporter.

Pythons change their feeding
ground after each kill.

So if the workers were attacked
in the main service tunnel,

it may have staked out
this adjacent area.

How do we know the python's
gonna return to these tunnels?

We don't.

Another hour or so,

the sun's gonna be beating down
pretty strong out there.

It'll seek out
the coolest place possible.

Well, let's just hope
when it does,

it tells her
to come back down here.

Oh, yeah.

[MONITOR BEEPING]

Shit.

[***]

BRODDICK:
Keep your eyes peeled.

Okay, we'll split up here.

JAMES:
Dad?

Dad. Dad!

I told you to do that
back at the plane.

Ought to be wearing a catheter
like your old man.

I'm not gonna wear one--

Now, this ain't one
of your dumb-ass video games.

You make sure you wait
until you get a kill shot.

Yeah, I'll remember.

Oh. Oh. Oh, my God.

God, I hate you.

[***]

TEX:
You travel light.

I don't believe
in wasting bullets.

One?

I never needed more.

You know, I did a Google search
on pythons last night.

And apparently,
when they squeeze you,

they can feel
your heart beat.

The faster your heart beats,
the tighter they squeeze you.

Just remember
what I told you.

Show no fear.

[BIRDS SQUAWKING]

[BIRDS SQUAWKING]

[BOTH GASP]

[BOTH GASPING]

Broddick. Broddick, hold up.

We've got movement
back here.

BRODDICK:
Stay put. We'll circle back
and flank you.

[***]

Eve, what's your position?

We're on your left, babe.

I've got you.

Possible sighting behind us.

Push ahead of me
about 50 yards.

Stagger the line.

Stay put
and wait for my signal.

Copy that.

Let's do it.

[BIRDS SQUAWKING]

There it is, boy. Go get it.

What are we waiting for?

Broddick's signal.

Oh.

Guy like that has it all.

His own casinos,
a tasty biscuit like her,

and now first shot
at killing that snake.

And we're just--

Heh, we're just gonna sit back
and let him take it.

Fuck that.

Damn it.

Okay, AV link's back.

Finally.

Let's move out. Move out.

EMMETT:
Where is she?

MONICA:
I can't tell. Damn it!

I lost the signal again.

SOLDIER 1:
I'm beginning to think--

Shouldn't we wait for them?

And stay here all day

till Blondie gets her Game Boy
to work right?

Let's find this thing,
tag it,

bag it, get out of here.

MONICA:
That's what I'm trying
to figure out.

These retaining walls
between us and the boa,

but it's not showing up
on the GPS.

They're disrupting
the signal.

Hey, has anyone seen
our soldiers?

Broddick, we have a problem.

Foley just went AWOL
and Tex took off after him.

Amateurs.

TEX:
Foley!

Foley!

Fuck.

Foley, come back!

Aah!

What happened?

Mr. Foley, what happened?
Where is Tex?

I don't know.
When I got back, he was gone.

Mr. Foley, I have two
very simple rules

here on this hunt.

Number one:
Never leave your team.

Number two:

Stay the fuck away
from my girlfriend.

[GUNSHOT]

Who's firing?

Yeah. My boy's got him
on the run!

[YELLING]

[***]

DANNER:
Shoot to kill, boy,
not to wound!

Let him have it!

JAMES & DANNER:
Yeah!

Oh, man, I've been
waiting years to use this!

Fire in the hole!

[EXPLOSION]

Cease fire! Cease fire!

Congratulations, James.

I'm sure this will look
wonderful stuffed and mounted

on the wall
of your father's den.

It'll look great
above the fireplace.

Shut up.

Now that we've completely
lost our tactical edge--

[RUSTLING]

Whoa. Heh.

It's just me, boys.

I think I found
where our snake went.

If I were a disgusting
80-foot reptile,

those tunnels are exactly
the kind of place

I'd go to wait out the sun
and find a drink.

Then that's where
we're going.

Tunnel maps are back
in the van.

Let's fall back
and reload for round two.

Dad!

[***]

SHARPE:
Repeat. Halt current position.

Please respond. Over.

Interference must be messing
with the radio frequency too.

Either that or those jarheads
decided to play hero

and ignore me.

AV signal's back.

Betty's on the move.
Really on the move.

She must be hunting
something down.

No. Work,
you $10 million piece of--

Wait. GPS is picking up
two more signals,

both inside
the plant perimeter.

One's moving faster
than the other.

She found the python.

Unless she found
your soldiers.

SHARPE:
Soldiers, read me!

Repeat. We've lost contact.

So rock, paper, scissors?

[HISSING]

[HISSING CONTINUES]

SOLDIER 1:
I don't see anything.

SOLDIER 2:
I sure in hell hear it.

[HISSING CONTINUES]

EMMETT:
Now where?

Uh, uh...

Which way did they go,
Monica?

I don't know.
It's scrambled.

Better get that stun spike
ready, doc.

MONICA:
AV's back.

Oh, God.
What?

Betty's right on top
of them.

They're not responding.
Light her up, doc.

This is a one-shot deal.

I spike her now,
she's out for hours.

That's if she even survives
the voltage.

Excuse me?

[MONICA SCREAMS]

MONICA:
Now left.

No, no, no, right.

Damn it!
Where the hell are we going?

[GUNFIRE]

[HISSING]

[GUNFIRE CONTINUES]

[GROWLING]

Look!

They're sitting ducks in there.
Emmett, pull the trigger!

Shoot the pipes.
What?

[SCREECHING]

[SCREECHING CONTINUES]

[SCREAMING]

Give me your radio. Soldiers,
you gotta listen to me.

Constrictors use heat
to see,

rely on thermal
differences.

Shoot the pipes.
A burst of heat or cold

can disrupt their vision.
Shoot the pipes?

Shoot the pipes!

Shoot the pipes.

Use the heat and the steam
for cover.

SOLDIER 1:
We're clear,

but we lost Hoffman
and Montgomery.

Copy that.
The two of you continue

until you reach
the surface exit.

I gotta hand it to you, doc.

That was some pretty quick
thinking under pressure.

You saved two men's lives

and our spike.

Let's keep moving.

[***]

EVE:
Damn it.

Mm.

You having fun yet?

Well, I'd be having more fun

if we could ditch
the weekend warriors.

This damn thing is sticking.

Here. Use mine.

What are you gonna use?

I think it's time
to turn up the heat a little.

[CHUCKLES]

We got one hour of daylight
left, if we're lucky.

Hot enough for you?

No.

Why don't you do me a favor

and kick it up
a few notches, pops?

[EXPLOSION]

You boys like your meat
extra crispy?

Gotta get me one of those.

Oh, man!

Whoa.

No, no, no.

EMMETT:
May I ask you a question?

MONICA:
Sure.

EMMETT:
Why dolphins?

MONICA:
Why do I work with them,
you mean?

EMMETT:
Huh.

MONICA:
Well, they're intelligent,
social.

They interact well
with humans.

Guess it makes it a little
easier to get to know them.

[EMMETT CHUCKLES]

MONICA:
So, what about you?

Why snakes?

EMMETT:
Well, they're intelligent.

They're pretty independent.

Occasionally known
to have bad tempers,

and not particularly social.

They keep their distance,
from humans especially.

[MONICA CHUCKLES]

You all right?

Yeah. Just a little pissed.

Wanna take five?

Good plan.

[***]

Truth is,
if you really wanna know,

I lost someone very close
to a snakebite.

When I was 6,

I traveled with my family
through South America.

We were staying in this village
outside of Buenos Aires.

One night, my little sister
goes to get a drink of water,

steps on a pit viper

that was curled up
under the bathroom sink.

The village doctor
couldn't figure out

which antivenom
to administer.

By the time my dad did
the 50-mile drive

to the nearest hospital,
she was already...

MONICA:
Oh, I'm sorry.

No. I guess I figured
that working on the antivenom,

I'd learn something
about them.

And how's that working out
for you?

I don't know. For starters,
I've learned

that I gotta get out
of the lab more often.

[CHUCKLES]

SHARPE:
You know, I hate to interrupt,

but could we possibly
keep moving?

MONICA:
Betty's sitting tight.

But there's another signal
moving toward her.

It must be the python.
Quick, what's the location?

I don't know.

I think she's in some sort
of service tunnel or--

Diversion tunnel.

Look.

She's in one of these two
passages, both are located

directly underneath
the main pipe tunnel.

They're connected by this link.
Part of some overflow system.

If we could seal off
that level...

Both snakes
would be contained.

True. But who's gonna volunteer
to be trapped

in those tunnels

while trying to locate
and sedate

two supersized reptiles?

We don't have to send
anybody in.

We flush them out.

How?

We flood the system.

We force them to go
where we want them to go.

The sublevels both drain

into this underground
reservoir here.

Your men could go in

and bat cleanup
with tranquilizers.

All right.

Koznetova, you there?

Listen up. I need sublevel
diversion tunnels one and two

sealed off immediately

and all teams mobilized
to the reservoir junction 27B

in preparation
for target recovery.

And I need it all yesterday.

We don't have a second
to spare.

Do you copy? Over.

I'm on it. Out.

Boys and girls,
time to move.

Let's trap this rat.

We've got AV back.

It's weak, but it's...

Damn.
What?

I don't think
you wanna see this.

What is it?

Looks like the python's trying
to get busy with your boa.

[GROWLING]

She's the only species of boa
that lays eggs.

I've tried in the past to get
her to mate, unsuccessfully.

I mean, I-- In vitro even.
Nothing's worked.

Well, it looks
like she's putting up

one hell of a fight now.

Ew, is that his...?

Vestigial hind leg.

The male python uses them
like spurs during mating.

Oh, now, that.

[GROWLING]

I'll go check it out.

Mr. Danner,
you and James go with him.

Maintain radio contact
at all times.

Oh, and, Mr. Danner,
you're in charge.

MONICA:
Looks like the boa's
on the run.

SHARPE:
We need her

to keep that python
interested long enough

for that sublevel
to be sealed off.

Oh, he's still interested.

The python's
still following her.

I can't believe I'm condoning
the use of my snake

in laying a mantrap.
We've got company.

GPS is picking up

three more signals
in diversion tunnel two.

Koznetova, come in.
We're getting multiple signals

in the diversion tunnels.
You send somebody down here?

Koznetova, do you copy?

Whoever it is,
we gotta get them out.

In about three minutes,
that tunnel's gonna be filled

with several thousand gallons
of water.

Then there's still time.

[***]

Stand back, boy.
I'm in charge.

Unh. Ah.

JAMES:
Anyone else get the feeling
we're completely lost?

Give it a rest.

[GROWLING]

[RUMBLING AND CREAKING]

[RUMBLING]

Where?

Here, here!

I got this.

[ALARM BUZZING]

You know,
that can't be good.

DANNER:
Someone's coming.

Or something.

One shot, one kill.

Nothing more, nothing less.

Good night, my love.

MONICA:
Aah!

Oh, God! No!

[MONICA SOBBING]

Outstanding.

Sharpe! Sharpe!

DANNER:
Holy shit, Foley.

Whoops.

He's dead.

Who the hell are you people?

Which one of you
is Broddick?

He's upstairs. He's in charge.
Save it.

[ROARING]

Heh. Ooh!

Help!

[SCREAMING]

[GROWLING]

You got a gun in your hand,
you stupid idiot! Use it!

Whoa!
Dad!

[DANNER SCREAMING]

That's right.
Open wide, you son of a bitch!

We've gotta get out of here.
Now. Come on!

[***]

Come on!

Come on!

[SCREAMING]

[HISSING]

Hold up.

Give me some more light
over here.

Baby, look at this.

I'd say your snake
didn't come here to drink.

She came here to nest.

Yeah?
Well, there's only one problem.

The snake I ordered
wasn't female.

[***]

These must be
the water tanks.

The main sublevel. There's
dozens of rooms like this.

Shit!
What? What is it?

I forgot the bag
and the monitor and--

[GROWLING]

It doesn't matter.
Come on, let's go.

Where are we going?
There's no way out.

You know how to swim?
What? Emmett, wait!

[GROWLING]

Oh, shit.

BRODDICK:
Okay, baby.

Let's put the egg back
where we found it, shall we?

[HISSING]

EVE:
Aah!

Eve!

Eve!

[GROWLING]

[YELLING]

Aah!

[FLAMETHROWER CLICKING]

[WHIMPERING]

Stay with me, baby.
Be right there.

[GROWLING]

[MOANING]

[***]

[WHIMPERING]

I'll get her for you.

[COUGHING]

That...
That was amazing.

You should see me do it
out of the water sometime.

I'll be right back.

Wh--

There's a grate
about 60 feet that way.

I think it leads
to a different room.

Let's go for a swim.

[PANTING]

Okay.

Where's the cavalry?

Well, I'd say
we either go after the python

and your boa without any radio
or tracking support whatsoever.

or we call it a day
and get the fuck out of here.

Your call, doc.

[***]

Who the hell are you?

That's funny, I was about
to ask you the same question.

Broddick.

Have we met?

Nope.

Asshole!

Do you have any idea
what you've done?

Yeah, well, whatever it is,
I'm sure it's nothing

compared to what
I'm about to do to you

if you don't get the fuck
out of my way!

MAN 1:
Let him go.

I said, let him go.

Mr. Broddick,
you're under arrest

for poaching
and illegal animal importing.

Take him away.

You all right?
Then let's go.

Come on.

[GROWLING]

[GROWLING]

We went to 27B.

Nobody was home. We've been
following you ever since.

Sharpe's dead.

We know.

We found his body
in the reservoir.

Didn't happen to find the AV
monitor down there too, did you?

No.

But we've got
your laptop equipment

up and running at our base camp
in Philadelphia.

We'll be there
in 10 minutes.

[***]

Asshole.

[SOLDIERS LAUGHING]

It's not a toy, huh?

[BEEPING]

And we're back in business.
Well, sort of.

I've got GPS and audio.

Visual's basically a bust.

Implants must be damaged.

Location?

MONICA:
About four blocks east of us.

What's it doing
all the way over there?

Probably checking
on her brood.

What are you talking about?

Oh, don't you know?

We stumbled into her nest.

Broke one of her eggs
accidentally.

That's why that bitch reptile
killed my girl.

Can you play it back
on the video feed?

Yeah, sure. Give me a sec.

Okay, I got it.

Okay, slower.

Stop. There.

Now zoom in.

The only species of a boa
to lay eggs?

Impossible. There's no way
he could impregnate her

and then she lay eggs
within an hour, right?

No.

She must have already been
pregnant.

That's why she was fighting off
the python so hard.

She hadn't just given birth.
She was defending her nest.

Either that, or she's just got
good taste in men.

Oh, no.

Why is she letting him
eat her eggs?

What's wrong with her?
Too injured to fight.

When was this?

MONICA:
Fifteen, 20 minutes ago.

Look.

At least we know
she's all right.

And she's after the python.

You're telling me your snake
has a sense of vengeance?

That's what we're about
to find out.

Gee, I wonder if you officially
made her shit list, Broddick.

Mclntyre.

Well,
just don't stand there!

[***]

Hold up, hold up. Stop!
Stop!

Fuck off.

[WHOOPING]

I should've known
she was pregnant.

It must've been a combination
of the food snakes

and the growth hormone or--

Or maybe it was just
nature's way

of letting you know
you're doing all right, doc.

[RHYTHMIC BEATING]

What is that?

Whatever it is, it's live.

Sounds like machinery.

It's music.

I thought you secured
a 5-mile perimeter.

[DANCE MUSIC BLARING
FROM SPEAKER]

[DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES
BLARING FROM SPEAKER]

See you on the other side
of here.

[GROWLS]

Aah!

[GROWLING]

Watch it!

[ALL GASPING]

[DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES BLARING
FROM SPEAKER]

MAN 1:
Oh, my God!

[INDISTINCT YELLING]

[GROWLING]

[INDISTINCT YELLING]

[INDISTINCT YELLING
CONTINUES]

[***]

KOZNETOVA:
Everybody move forward.

[WOMEN SCREAMING]

[GROWLING]

BOTH [IN UNISON]:
Oh, shit!

[INDISTINCT YELLING]

[ALL SCREAMING]

[SCREAMING CONTINUES]

[***]

Die, you slithering
piece of shit!

Welcome to my barbecue.

[MONICA SCREAMS]

[***]

[YELLS]

[SOLDIERS YELLING]

[SOLDIERS CONTINUE YELLING]

We have a madman loose
with a flamethrower.

I need more men ASAP.

[GROWLING]

Monica!

[***]

Fucking thing!

Here's the plan: Run!

Good plan.
We're in trouble.

The gun's out there.

[MONICA SCREAMS
AND THE PYTHON GROWLS]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

Oh, God.

[GROWLS]

[GROWLS]

Hello, bitch. Remember me?

Aah!

[GRUNTING]

[SCREAMING]

Unh.

[GROANS]

[GROANING]

[GRUNTING]

[GROWLS]

I hope you fucking choke
on me, bitch!

[GROWLING]

[SCREAMS]

[***]

Okay, come on.

[BOTH GROWL]

Whoa!

[EMMETT GRUNTS
AND MONICA SCREAMS]

Unh.

It's too late.

Sorry, Betty.

[EMMETT GRUNTS
AND MONICA SCREAMS]

[TRAIN HORN BLOWING]

[***]

I killed her.

No, you saved her life.

[***]

She's gone.

MONICA:
So, what
if we can't find her?

We know where her nest is.
We'll find her.

What?

You and me.

We make a pretty good team.

EMMETT:
And Betty makes three.

Ready?
Ready.

[***]